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"There's one way anybody can always prove sumpthing belongs to them, so that nobody'd have a right to call them what they wanted to. You can prove it's yours, EASY!" "How?" "Well," said Penrod, "if you give it away." "What you mean?" asked Roddy, frowning. "Well, look here," Penrod began brightly. "You can't give anything away that doesn't belong to you, can you?" "No."
"Anyways, we better get out o' here. I guess sumpthing must be the matter." His guess was accurate, so far as it went.
Look at them well, gen-til-mun and lay-deeze, there is no extra charge, and RE-MEM-BUR you are each and all now looking at two wild, tattooed men which the father of is in jail. Point, Herman. Each and all will have a chance to see. Point to sumpthing else, Herman. This is the only genuine one-fingered tattooed wild man.
I can't have any money for a month beginning last Saturday, because I got paint on one of our dogs, and he came in the house with it on him, and got some on pretty near everything. If it hadn't 'a' been for that " "Oh, yes!" said Sam. "If it hadn't 'a' been for that! It's always SUMPTHING!" "It is not!" "Well, then, why'n't you go GET a real horn?" Roddy's face had flushed with irritation.
"That darn little Carlie Chitten!" he complained. "He ast me to hold a little tin box he showed me. He told me to hold it between my thumb and fingers and he'd show me sumpthing. Then he pushed the lid, and a big needle came out of a hole and stuck me half through my thumb. That's a NICE way to act, isn't it?" Carlie Chitten's dark head showed itself cautiously beyond the casing of the door.
"I'd shoot her off in a minute," Sam said, "only it might break sumpthing if it hit it." "Hold her up in the air, then. It can't hurt the roof, can it?" Sam, with a desperate expression, lifted the revolver at arm's length. Both boys turned away their heads, and Penrod put his fingers in his ears but nothing happened. "What's the matter?" he demanded. "Why don't you go on if you're goin' to?"
And when you read words you don't know how to pronounce you ought to ask either your papa or me." "Well, I am askin' you about sumpthing now," Penrod said. "Can't I even have a few PINS without stoppin' to talk about everything in the newspapers, Mamma?" "Yes," she said, laughing at his seriousness; and she took him to her room, and bestowed upon him five or six rows torn from a paper of pins.
"Then I kind of get a notion sumpthing wrong's liable to happen, so I No!" He interrupted himself abruptly. "No; that isn't it. You wouldn't notice that I had my good ole revolaver with me. You wouldn't think I had one, because it'd be under my coat like this, and you wouldn't see it."
"You talk about being a show all by yourself; what could you try to do? Show us sumpthing you can do." "I didn't say I was going to DO anything," returned the badgered one, still evading. "Well, then, how'd you BE a show?" Penrod demanded. "WE got a show here, even if Herman didn't point or Verman didn't talk. Their father stabbed a man with a pitchfork, I guess, didn't he?" "How do I know?"
"Now listen here, Herman," he said: "if you'll quit talkin' so much, and kind of get settled down or sumpthing, and help us fix a good cage for our panther, well, when mamma comes home about five o'clock, I'll go and tell her there's a poor boy got his britches burned up in a fire, and how he's waitin' out in the stable for some, and I'll tell her I promised him.
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